LEARN LYRICS

If there's in your notebook
A page that gets lost
A corner of darkness
Between two streetlights
Inside the orange, a slice
You don't know what to do with
When you're ready to fight
You have no opponent left
When the café buddy
Is running late
When at the next table
A seat opens up
Some idle time
In your day yesterday
When you want half
And they hand you the whole
Somebody somewhere
Who'd like to play in your story
Who'd fit nicely in your decor
And wouldn't say anything when you're wrong
Somebody somewhere
Who'd like to play in your story
Who'd fit nicely in your decor
And wouldn't say anything when you're wrong
When you're looking for an idea
To populate your desert
To patch yourself up
When you're upside down
That's needed to fly away
An extra breath
A place to set down
Your head on a winter night
Your paper plane
Looks for an addressee
A sheltered stopover
On its route
Somewhere to let
The headwinds pass
A voice to sing
When you'd rather be silent
Somebody somewhere
Who'd like to play in your story
Who'd fit nicely in your decor
And wouldn't say anything when you're wrong
Somebody somewhere
Who'd like to play in your story
Who'd fit nicely in your decor
And wouldn't say anything when you're wrong
Somebody somewhere
Somebody somewhere
Someone